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they should never see his face in that pulpit again. He continued until night; and when he closed the pulpit-door, he knocked hard upon it three times with his Bible, saying three times over, I arrest in my master's name, that never one enter there, but such as come in by door, as I did. Accordingly, neither curate nor indulged minister ever entered that pulpit, until after the revolution, that a Presbyterian minister opened it.
While prisoner in the Bass, one sabbath-morning being about the public worship of God, a young lass, about 13 or 14 years of age, came to the chamber-door mocking with loud laughter: He said, "Poor thing, you mock and laugh at the worship of God, but ere long God shall write such a sudden, surprising judgement on thee, that shall stay thy laughing, and thou shalt not escape it." Very shortly after, she was walking upon the rock, and there came a blast of wind and sweeped her into the sea, where she perished. Another day walking upon the rock, some soldiers passing by him, one of them said, "Devil take me." He said, "Fy, fy, poor man, thou knowest not what thou art saying; but thou wilt repent that." At which word the soldier stood astonished, and went to the guard distracted, crying aloud for Mr. Peden, saying, the devil would immediately take him away. He came to him again, and found him
